When I was younger
I stayed in the projects right next door to her
She was a straggler
Prettiest face and she said something every time you said something to her
I looked up to her
She was like my mother
But something much greater
She was the lady passing through

High heeled shoes
And hair done with the newest do
She had it going on and was ignore by few
Men flocked around her, and everybody knew
She was labeled as the lady just passing through
The lady passing through

Nails 6 inches long
Stealing *****'s men from their home
Always talking on the cell phone
And neva a house to call HOME
She was alone
Single, and free to roam
Into YOUR home
The lady passing through

She was never labeled with a name
Just some lady playing games
A lady that everyone blamed
Every place was the same
A lady passing through, THE FLAME!!!!!!!!!!

18 years old looking about twenty
Young with no close family
Just using men for the money
To stay fresh, and gully
Quiet yet her mouth was loud when need be
She was off the chains, too mature to be anyone's baby
She was just THE LADY
The lady passing through

The ghetto named her
The world looked down on her
She was just a passer througher
The fire
The flame that scared every mother
She was my sister
The lady passing through

She was the lady that looked down on haters
And made them her motivators
She was my mentor
And my sister
She didn’t care what you said about her
She was just her
And if you wasn’t a friend to her, she looked at you as a foe to her
She was a passer througher
But she had a great feature
She was a leader NOT follower
And I’m proud to say that’s my sister
Your sister
And his sister
The lady passing through…….